tampa's Revenge

“And for those of you with nice profits, you may want to consider taking some off the table.”

Did you ever hear a moderator say that? What frickin’ world do these people live in? First of all, I ain’t got no table – I couldn’t keep the payments up, so they came and took it back.

“…you may want to consider taking some profits.” Well la-de-da – I start considering that as soon as I have a tick or two in my favor. Who needs some moderator – most of whom can’t figure out how to use a computer – telling me to “consider taking profits”.

And if I have to see one more post like: “…out, plus 38”, I’m gonna put my fist through the screen! I’m sitting here trying to finish the week up thirty-eights bucks – I don’t need no stinkin’ bozo gloating over grabbing 38 ticks in the Euro in ten-minutes time.

I now, I know they all mean well There was this one time I posted: “…out. plus 2 YM.” And Woodie says: ‘Nice trade, big cheese “ Ya, right – I had been up 26 points, and 24 of them got away from me while I was trying to post the trade in the room.

And one last thing. “…you might want to leave a runner on.” Look, the only thing running around here is my nose – it always does when I’m sitting here crying over the last nine trades having gone south…

 

Come on Tampa ....

Tell us the TRUTH are you or are you not making any money with woodies cci?

Throw some of us old dogs a bone of hope....

 

...the truth be known, yes. Not a ton, but there is nothing funny about profitability.

Losses - someone else's - are always hilarious...

 

In most chat rooms you always see the winners. The losers seldom post their trades. With several hundred people in the room there are always going to be a few who luck out.You can probably multiply those winning trades by ten to come up with the number of losing trades that dont get posted.

 

I still remember that feeling.

 

I've just read your thread/journal/comedic stories and had a BLAST. This is great for comic belief and I therefore have you to THANK.

I just want to say a few words on Woodie's CCI in case you will find them useful in your trading (after all, you had me ROFL with tears in my eyes that I was having trouble reading the words as they had became blurry at times). Learning the setups are great place to start but they are not everything (I believe). You need to able to recognize the trends in the time frame that you are trading in and able to use the lsma and the 34 properly as filters. It is my belief that taking the setups blindly will make anybody go broke.

Sorry to be sooo dry and serious (as I don't have your writing talent) In case you are interested in swing trades with CCI, go to www.e-minitraders.com and read my journal (beansbrother) or keving's

beanz

 

So Woodie always says I am up against the smartest people in the world in trading. Could be – but I wonder if they know who they are going up against?

I think I’m fairly typical. I enter every trade clutching my lucky rabbit’s foot, while making the sign of the cross. My office is shared with a hot water heater, a couple of snow tires awaiting the next storm, and assorted cardboard boxes containing God only knows what, stacked nearly to the ceiling. The ligting comes from an overhead fluorescent fixture with one of the tubes flashing on and off while making a buzzing sound.

My state of the art “trade station” is a folding card table, with a three leg wooden stool. In addition to my computer with a monitor that flickers and pops every ninety seconds or so, the table holds an oversized, overflowing ashtray, and a coffee mug that hasn’t been washed since early 1993. There are also about 600 coffee mug rings on the surface.

The floor is littered with two empty potato chip bags, 7 assorted candy bar wrappers, several crumpled cigarette packages, a mostly empty take out carton from the local Chinese restaurant, and a pizza box with two left over slices, just a little bit moldy around the edges.

I preside over this scene with a two and a half day growth of beard, in a mismatched sweat suit, and shower togs, without socks, talking to myself. In my lap is a legal pad with my trading plan scrawled in pencil, and partially obscured with coffee stains.

And to combat me, Wall Street mounts an attack with Super Computers, proprietary software, and an army of Ivy League MBA’s, bean counters, system analysts, and programmers.

This can’t be right. Somebody’s gotta be pulling somebody’s leg here. Do you think, I mean is there at least the slightest possibility that we could be talking overkill?

 

why would you think that a steamroller would notice it just squashed a bunch of ants (me being one of those ants) into nothingness. It doesnt know, it doesnt care, and it is not even its intent. As an ant, it has to learn to run along it instead of run across it. i am sure you already know this.

yes, unlike you, who has a very exciting domestic lifestyle, I have no life and therefore find enjoyment reading and responding to your comments about...mmmm, I am not sure what they are about but, nevertheless, enjoy reading them and it is a highlight of my day. Especially after being beat up by one of those supercomputers (today supercomputer 1 and beanz 0).

 

take half wit and focus toward market

you still left with half wit for other things

 

Computer with 8 screens and Tradestation: $5000

3 bags of potato chips and 5 gallons of coffee: $100

Money left in portfolio: $50

Wit: PRICELESS (therefore it should not be split up in any way)


Damn, I have no life (sorry, tampa, i m not trying to steal your punch line, nor i m capable)